She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. ‘You will not guess again?’ ‘No, no, I am quite out of ideas. I keep my finger on the pulse of things.
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